It’s the reality, governor. And as a former news reporter and now senior citizen, I’ve learned something about real life: It’s not always fair. And it’s impossible to ignore if you want to lead a useful and honest life. I know you must have considered bowing out. You have had a great run. But you’ve reached the finish line.
The writer is a former managing editor of the Minneapolis Star.
I’m sitting by my Christmas tree having just finished the morning newspaper. As I gazed into my tree, I decided a shout-out to schoolteachers is in order — in this case, teachers from the past! Why, you may wonder? I see paper ornaments that my adult children made as long as 35 years ago hanging from the boughs of my tree! Although the paper is fading, the glue still holds and the ornaments are still intact. Imagine a classroom full of youngsters creating little paper wreaths. Some are listening to the instructions and others are busy gluing things together, but in the end, each child has an ornament with their own photo glued in the middle to take home. I have three such ornaments on my tree, each one different and each one made by one of my daughters at some point in their childhood.
In a world where many things don’t outlast their warranty, I am amazed, impressed and grateful that my little paper ornaments have! I wish I could personally thank those schoolteachers for their efforts, years ago, because those memories are still hanging on my tree.
Blessings to schoolteachers everywhere but especially those in Burnsville!